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Blind Folded

“So, where are we going?” I ask him, know he won’t tell me.
“Hey, then it would no longer be a surprise,” He grins.

We get in his Pontiac G6 and he blind folds me.

“Ooo I am so excited,” I squeal happily. He laughs.

The trip seems like forever and just before I ask him how much longer it is going to take. The car stops.

“Stay here,” He says as he gets out of the car. I hear my door open and he grabs my hand, helping me out. We walk up what seems like a hill. When we stop walking he hugs me at the hips.
“I want this to be one of the best days ever.” He whispers into my ear, “I wish I didn’t have to move, but like I said we should make the best of the time we have left.”

With that he takes of my blind fold.

“Oh my gosh, Seth!”

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